I envy you, butterfly.
You're oh so free
To soar through the sky
You're colourful and pretty
I'm plain and petty
Though most of all, I envy your time
It's short and it's sweet,
Oh how I wish it was mine
I want to be free, die soon, look pretty
For life I live now
Truly is shitty
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This. hits me with some, "wow." Thank you for sharing. 🙂
really well written!
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
(but a Butterfly
is only the final chapters
of a longer, more tedious
existence)
we all have scattered stars
in our night sky
of carpet, bleak
stay Strong, young Poet
(soon enough you'll get a taste
of the world
in your own terms, I hope then
you can curate
the life you've always wanted, free
of bitterness
till then, fight to survive! and enjoy
your small mercy's)
But you are a butterfly to me, you're pretty and something to admire! I know you'll find your wings soon, it just takes time. I love you and miss you too < 3
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